#tsib

[maukive]

Went out yesterday ☻

[brittanagirlcrush]

Remembering that I wrote the line

"you're a poor man's Rita Moreno"

And it still amuses me.

(can be found on FF.net in The Spaces In Between , user name Willow's Promise)

Yanno, if you're interested .

[carchariascarcharodon]

interesting!

[ghost-proofbaby]

Did you name the neighbor Mr. Jenkins as a nod to Willow Jenkins in TSIB & SMII ???

i was waiting for someone to notice that one 😌🖤 i most certainly did!

[whatevertheweather]

So! One year and one day ago, I started posting The Space In Between, and I am emotional about it. Pretty much always, but in particular now, thinking about that date. I just????? I cry.

So I spent roughly 100% of yesterday in a TSIB stupor, during which I engaged in such activities as: laying in a puddle of blankets and emotion, listening to the playlist while my heart got too big for my chest, and staring at these beautiful pieces of art and sinking under that kind of nostalgia that’s so lovely it sort of hurts. (And don’t be fooled by that being the last in the list; I devoted substantial time to that particular activity.) (Sometimes I even mixed it up and did all three of those things at once.)

I could go on, but I would probably go on forever because I feel so much about this and this fandom and everyone who has read this and everyone I have met here and, and, and! And I have to reel it back a little. Here we are right now because I’ve been planning to post some deleted TSIB scenes for ages, and this is the proper occasion. So, please enjoy this Several Sundered Space (in between) Sentences Sunday. Or something.

More or less in the order they would have appeared:

He glances at Penny to see her looking imploringly back at him, and it takes him a moment to realize it’s nothing to do with Basil and everything to do with Gareth, who’s still gibbering about the week he spent in Majorca. Simon shrugs, and Penny glares at him before turning back to Gareth.

“That’s great!” she yells at him mid-sentence, with all the subtlety of a car alarm. “Really...very cool. Simon and I were just going to…”

“Do drugs,” Simon offers.

“Do drugs,” Penny parrots. “So—”

“Oh, I’ve got—”

“Bye!” Penny yells again.

××

“Dev was probably trying to do it for you, in his own fucked up way,” Simon says.

“Have you ever met Dev?” Baz asks.

“Never seen the man in my life.”

“Then shut the fuck up.”

“Aye, that’s fair,” Simon nods. “You can shut the fuck up about my intelligence too, then.”

A brief silence, and then, “Because I’ve never seen it in my life?”

“That’s not shutting the fuck up,” Simon points a stern finger at him, and Baz snorts.

××

“It doesn’t matter. We have to fix whatever it is we did wrong the first time around.”

“The original sin,” Simon nods, and Baz gives him a withering look.

××

If he’s honest with himself, the three minute rebuttal Baz made in one of dozens of forty-five minute lectures was not all that humiliating. It was galling, and uncalled for, but it wasn’t in and of itself that memorable. It didn’t warrant stewing on a reply, it didn’t warrant spending half of every class thereafter staring at Baz. It’s Baz that’s memorable.

××

“Alright, here’s one: we’re both in the coma ward. Stuck us in the same room ‘cause we both died at this stupid fucking party.”

Baz snorts. “It still doesn’t explain why we would be experiencing this together.”

Simon holds up a finger and says, “Proximity. Which we needed to facilitate—” he puts up a second finger “—the connection of our brainwaves.”

“Our brainwaves,” Baz repeats.

“Yeah. Like, we’re on the same wavelength. Our brains both operate on the same fuck-up frequency.”

“So it would seem,” Baz hums thoughtfully. “And the people disappearing? That doesn’t bode well for our recovery.”

“That doesn’t bode well no matter what the theory is, Baz. Maybe we’ll just wake up one of these days when they poke our feet with those pin things.”

“I don’t think they do that to coma patients.”

×× 

“Dunno. I reckon life’s all of that at once.” He glances up at Baz, gives him a crooked smile. “Maybe we’ll be fine now, yeah? This was all about learning the meaning of life, and we’ve figured it out.”

“What, that it’s a meaningless shitshow?”

“Yeah.”

Baz laughs. “I already knew that.”

Now...there’s quite a bit more to be shared from the last chapter, except it’s all quite sad because that chapter was much more tragic in its earlier drafts. It always ended the same, but we initially had roughly three times the angst in the first half, and since this isn’t Super Sad Sentence Sunday, I’m only going to share these tiny snippets:

His thumbs are moving over sharp cheekbones, his sore throat still moving over meaningless words. “—you’re just taking the car out of the equation, aren’t you? Don’t need a car when you can kill me with this shit, Baz, you fucking — I’ve aged ten years in the last ten minutes, it’s fucked up — I’ve got grey hair now because of you, you’re not even gonna like me anymore—”

×× 

“—look at this, the whole room is hardwood and you throw up on the rug like a fucking cat—”

××

“Shut up,” Baz moans.

“Telling someone to stop talking doesn’t count as talking, Baz, so—”

“I don’t want to talk to you,” Baz mumbles. Simon lets it sit in him for a moment, and then he breathes it out.

“You do,” he says. He holds back the “you told me” and instead says, “You tripped me in the hall that time, remember? I think we should talk about that.”

“Fuck off.”

And one final bonus:

Simon knows his face is doing all those things Baz accuses it of doing (hiding absolutely nothing, expressing absolutely everything—being, in general, the antithesis of a poker face), but he doesn’t much care. Baz isn’t entirely right anyway (he never saw him around Davy), but most days, Simon sees no point in keeping his eyebrows from tugging together in expression of what the fuck do you want to people who need to tell him what the fuck they want.

This last was actually cut from the other activity of my day: filling every spare moment between aforementioned stupors by working on the piece of bonus content I began writing shortly after I finished posting TSIB in the first place.

It is still not done, but I made some good progress, and I am cautiously hopeful that it might be ready on the anniversary of finishing posting TSIB. In the meantime, I’m sorry this post is so fucking long, I love you all, happy Sunday, I hope each one of you wear your favorite sweater or see a cute dog or a precious cat or a funky squirrel or hear your favorite sound or remember that one time that other person said that stupid funny thing and you laugh and/or smile and/or feel okay, okay? Okay.

Tags: (starting with those linked artists because y’all are still killin me with those one year later) @cutestkilla @artsyunderstudy (and now betas because ::sob::) @you-remind-me-of-the-babe @fatalfangirl @moodandmist (honorary beta, thank you for putting up with me) (okay I’m going to stop making notes and just tag people) @mostlymaudlin @captain-aralias @martsonmars @facewithoutheart @sillyunicorn @whogaveyoupermission @ileadacharmedlife @ivelovedhimthroughworse @aristocratic-otter @ionlydrinkhotwater @confused-bi-queer @basiltonbutliketheherb @bookish-bogwitch @urban-sith

[rockthebauhaus]

i was fortunate to see tsib last fall in my city but not the new broadway edition BUT DAMN MOM STOP TORTURING ME IN CLASS

[notatrasnota]

"Este es en verdad el profeta que habría de venir al mundo”-Homilía-

Homilía  XVII Domingo del Tiempo Ordinario 4ª Jornada Mundial de los Abuelos  Ciclo B.- 2 Re 4, 42-44; Ef 4, 1-6; Jn 6, 1-15 “Este es en verdad el profeta que habría de venir al mundo” (Jn 6, 14)          In lak’e’ex ka t’ane’ex ich maaya, kin tsikike’ex yéetel kimak óolal. Ti le domingo jela’, taan kaajsik ek xokik u tsib san Juan ti u kapitulo seis. Te xoka, kek ilik bix jesús tu tsenta…

[kennak]

シンガポール運輸安全調査局（TSIB）は、乱気流に巻き込まれた、5月20日のロンドン/ヒースロー発シンガポール行きのシンガポール航空SQ321便（ボーイング777-300ER型機、機体記号：9V-SWM）に関する、予備的な調査結果を公表した。 フライトデータレコーダー（FDA）とコックピット・ボイス・レコーダー（CVR）に保存されているデータを抽出し、予備的な分析に基づい���時系列を作成した。 発表によると、同便は正常に飛行していたものの、5月21日午前7時49分21秒（世界標準時）、ミャンマーの南を高度37,000フィートで通過中に、対流活動が発達しているエリアの上空を飛行した可能性が高いとした。約19秒間で+0.44Gと+1.57Gの間の微振動が発生し、高度37,362フィートにまで上昇した。同49分32秒にシートベルト着用サインを点灯させた。自動操縦は作動していた。 同49分40秒から0.6秒間で+1.35Gから-1.5G、同41秒から4秒間で-1.5Gから+1.5Gに急激に変化した。これにより、シートベルトを締めていなかった客室乗務員が宙に浮き、落下したものとみられている。これにより、高度が178フィート低下した。この間に、パイロットは機体を安定させるため、自動操縦を解除した上で21秒間手動制御した後、同50分5秒に自動操縦に戻した。同23秒には37,000フィートに戻った。 客室乗務員から機内に負傷者が発生しているとの連絡を受け、パイロットはバンコク・スワンナプーム国際空港への目的地の変更を決定し、到着時に医療サービスを要請した。乱気流の発生から約17分後の同8時6分51秒に降下を開始し、同45分12秒に着陸した。 調査はTSIBのほか、アメリカ運輸安全委員会（NTSB）、アメリカ連邦航空局（FAA）、ボーイングによって構成されている。調査は継続している。 シンガポール航空によると、同便には乗客211名と乗員18名の計229名が搭乗していた。このうち1名が心臓発作で死亡した。現地時間5月29日現在、乗客42名がバンコクにとどまり、このうち26名が病院で治療を受けているとしている。要請に応じて、家族などの渡航を支援している。

乱気流遭遇のシンガポール航空機、当局が予備的な調査結果を公表 - TRAICY（トライシー）

[cad-iksodas-tsenre]

tsib-vitimirp-dnu-mmud-uD-ssad-uz-biG

Gib zu, dass Du dumm und primitiv bist.

[binglebangledotcom]

Newly coined term

TSIB

trans ppl who r siblings

TSIB and TNT... both are amazing

[steamcrew]

Hey! Welcome to our writing blog!

We're Mantis + Jamie + Epitaph, and we're a queer DID system. We will not sign off on who's fronting.

Our url is from our story Steamcrew (working name), our header is from Magica (working name), and our icon is from Enemies and Lesbians.

We tag:

#epitaph speaks : a talk tag

#so many ocs : a tag for when we don't want to tag all of the ones we're thinking of

#ocs interaction : a funny post that could be two or more ocs

#[oc firstname] [story] : this is self explanatory

#[story] : also self explanatory. mainly steamcrew, currently, as this used to be a steamcrew blog only

#ask game : self explanatory

#writing : general writing stuff!

#ref : oh, you know, references

#others writing : not mine!

#inspo : inspiration!

We commonly create with our qpp Ark who's writing / oc blog is here

Trigger tags will be tagged like this: #[trigger]. Please ask if you need us to tag anything. We are very forgetful but we try our hardest to catch things!

PLEASE ask us for more information on stories if you're interested!

Below the cut is a list of stories we're working on!

A * delineates which stories we are working on with Ark

Original:

Steamcrew (working name, my baby and this blog's namesake! a found family steampunk story about how capitalism sucks in two acts) #steamcrew

Enemies and Lesbians (webcomic in it's rough draft stage about two queer kinky villains and trauma)* #enemies or lesbians, tagged on characters as eol

Cat Eats It's Own Tail (webcomic about cycles of trauma)* #cat eats its own tail, tagged on characters as #ceiot

Alice Refuses to Die (Android bunny boy Alice kills his father; where does he go from there?)* #alice refuses to die, tagged on characters as #ard

Gifted Kids (middle school supernatural horror)* #gifted kids, tagged on characters as #gk, @giftedkidsstory

Lavenderverse (working name, neo-1920s/Cold War setting. About a speakeasy that kills people)* #lavenderverse, tagged on characters as #lv

trans.D1V1N1TY (transgender technological horror) #v1rus

Casino Royale (nothing to say about this one, still in concept stages)* #casino royale, tagged on characters as #cr

Magica (working name, used to be a TMA au but is being reworked to fit a magical girl/boy cyperpunk setting about living under capitalism)* #magica

Cold War story (working name, Stranger Things if stranger things had continued to go on it's "america did shitty things during the cold war and capitalism is bad" thing)* #cold war story, tagged on characters as #cw

Monster story (working name, still in concept stage)* #monster story, tagged on characters as #ms

Root of Roses (this one is about family! and also about being a leader)* #root of roses, tagged on characters as #ror

Elves Plurality (working name, elves and plurality / systemhood) #plural elves, tagged on characters as #pe

Bonetumble (worldbuild practice and just plain old fun, I have no idea what I'm doing with this world!) #bonetumble

Sci-fi found family (working name, it's kinda in the name?) #sci fi found family, tagged on characters as sff

Sci-fi Rom-com (working name, about having severe mental illness and falling in love) #sci fi rom com, tagged on characters as #sfrc

Cringe Kids (working name (?), 3 scenemo high schoolers have so many things to worry about, like homework and ghost hunting) #cringe kids, tagged on characters as #ck

The Simulation- It's Breaking! (working name (?), something I started during my psychotic episode 2022-2023 to help cope with our delusions. Still a concept) #the simulation! its breaking, tagged on characters as #tsib

The Child Tyrant One (working name, what if the savior of the universe didn't want to kill that child tyrant?), #child tyrant, tagged on characters as #ct

Fandom:

It Seems Unforgiving When A Good Thing Ends (RE 8 monster!Ethan/Ethan lives au)* #isuwagte

Laurelverse (Starbound askblog)* #laurelverse, @laurelverses

[brittanagirlcrush]

I need to rant

So, feel free to totally ignore this but if I don't get this out I will continue obsessing and that's not getting me anywhere.

I'm a writer. Whether I'm good or not is up for debate - I think I am. I write stories I like to read and my grammar/spelling/mechanics are usually pretty good. I've had (mostly) positive feedback on my stories.

I have absolutely ZERO problem if you have a piece of constructive criticism for me. Something doesn't make sense? Something is problematic? I screwed up on the timeline? Cool, let me know. You have suggestions on what I could have done differently? Cool. I'm not saying I'll take these suggestions but I am 100% okay hearing them.

I end up ranting about non-constructive criticism. People who guest comment stuff that doesn't contribute to my growth as a writer or my understanding of a mistake I may have made.

Case in point:

Recently, someone commented about my handling of Santana's ED. Now, I left all of that intentionally vague (like, so vague I probably could have gotten away with not putting a TW for ED but I did so "just in case") for several reasons:

1) I'm not 100% behind the idea that Santana had an ED. I know that's not the prevailing opinion of the fandom but I am more of the opinion that Santana was body conscious (or self-conscious) but not to the point of an ED. I think, and this is simply my opinion, that the fandom locked onto Naya's ED and took whatever was in canon to bolster the opinion that Santana also had one. Yes, there is canonical evidence that Santana had an ED but there is also canonical evidence that she didn't.

B) I have some of my own issues with food and weight so I really didn't want to research and delve into ED. It was one (rather short) scene and I will never mention it again in any of my fics.

HOWEVER,

The person who commented was polite and articulate and I appreciated their criticism.

My only intent was Santana going from too thin/scrawny from poor diet and too much/the wrong kind of exercise to being healthy from eating a healthier diet and exercising more moderately. Thus, the change in her appearance. Working with a counselor was her way of working through all of Sue's brainwashing.

I just felt that Santana would have been self-conscious about gaining weight, not necessarily because of an ED, simply because of who she is and how she was raised.

So, if that commenter is reading this, thank you.

Now, onto the reason for this rant.

If you don't like a song, cool, I get that. Not everyone is going to like every song. Telling me it's a terrible song and seems like my song choices were self-indulgent; not helpful.

Also, Santana sang "She's Mine" ... a country song from 1987 ... I don't think "(Everything I Do) I Do It For You" ...

a number one hit for Bryan Adams (for 16 weeks) in 1991, was featured in the movie Robin Hood: Prince of Thieves,

Oh, wait ... it was also released by Brandy in 1998 on her album Never Say Never (which also featured The Boy Is Mine with Monica - you remember that song, right? Santana and Mercedes sang it together in Season 1) ...

is really that much of a stretch to think Santana MAY know that song.

Whether it's a terrible song or not is debatable.

For the record; most of my song choices end up being totally random.

Saying my writing is "ableist" ... not helpful. I had to look up ableist. Then I had to re-read my fic. And I still have no idea what that comment meant. How was it ableist?

Onto the comment that kind of made me scratch my head:

"The dialog (especially from brittany) reads like a tumblr rant and not at all like natural human speech"

It was a review for The Spaces In Between. I re-read my fic and, I am unsure if the person meant ALL of the dialogue or just Brittany's rant in the last chapter. I will be the first to admit that sometimes I get the voices wrong. But I thought I did okay with TSIB.

If it's just Brittany's rant in the last chapter, then it was exactly what I wanted it to be. A rant. A word vomiting rant of epic proportions. Because Brittany was pissed. Look at her face in IKAG. She was angry and Brittany (oddly, much like myself) doesn't get angry. She gets annoyed or irritated, vents it quickly ("I do love you. Obviously you don't love you as much as I do or you would put on this shirt and dance with me!") and lets it go.

However, long fuses can still be lit. Brittany spent a good portion of Season 3 not talking to anyone but Santana (she even mentions it in Promasaurus). She was pissed and she bottled it up. For Santana. Because Santana needed her. But when those long fuses get lit they will, at some point, explode. The wrong thing, said by the wrong person, at the exact wrong moment and BOOM.

It's not supposed to be coherent and "natural human speech". It's not something Brittany does - Santana does insulting rants - Brittany doesn't. So, when it happens, it's not "natural"; it's angry and messy and very un-Brittany-like. (People are always surprised when I "go off" IRL because "that's just not like you").

Oddly, this "rant" isn't angry. It's annoyed. If you don't like my writing, don't read it. I (mostly) write for me but I know there are seven or ten people out there who enjoy my stuff so I write for them as well. If you have something constructive to say, I'm glad to hear it. If your only goal is to tear me (or, really, any fic writer) down for the sole purpose of upsetting me - I gotta wonder - who hurt you?

Ok. Now that I've vented my spleen about this nonsense, I can get back to my "real" writing.

Chasing the Dream isn't going to write itself (sadly).

[new-haryanvi-ragni]

Nepal Plane Crash: Singapore's Transport Safety Investigation Bureau to Analyse Black Box

Amidst the investigation of Yeti Airline’s flight 691, Nepal has requested Singapore’s TSIB to receive the black box and conduct further investigations. source https://zeenews.india.com/aviation/nepal-plane-crash-singapores-transport-safety-investigation-bureau-to-analyse-black-box-2566196.html

[ghost-proofbaby]

I just wanted to sneak in here and let you know how much your work has inspired me. I first found your stuff on wattpad with tsib, and literally made a tumblr just to read some of the works you’d mentioned would be exclusive to here or AO3 (sincerely love them all by the way)! I couldn’t put my finger on it for the longest time, I just knew I loved how you wrote. There’s something about it that made me feel like I was part of the story somehow. I’d never thought of writing being an avenue I’d ever want to pursue, but your work actually speaks, and it’s something that made me want to learn how to do that too.

idc if putting a gif is silly, i cannot explain to you how much these messages mean. any time anyone has ever said my writing inspired them to write, or draw, or just anything... i want to give you the biggest fucking hug. my writing literally only speaks because you all are willing to listen.

thank you. thank you endlessly. you absolutely can do that as well, and as always, i'm all ears for anything any of you ever write (or create in general). i can only hope to be half of good as a cheerleader for y'all as you have been to me <3

[whatevertheweather]

Thank you @you-remind-me-of-the-babe and @aristocratic-otter for the tags!

Not to say this every time I do a tag game, but I’m super late to this party. In fact so late that I wasn’t going to do it, but then I kept thinking about it, so hi everyone, here’s a throwback to when all of you did this a million years ago.

Rules: list your top 10 most kudos’d fics on AO3, followed by your own personal top 10.

AO3 Top 10:

1. Bite Me (M; 27.6k)

2. A Restless Mind (T; 21k)

3. Keep It Down (E; 5k; co-written with @fatalfangirl)

4. The Space In Between (M; 101k)

5. Caprine Attire (T; 18.4k)

6. For The Turtles (T; 17.9k)

7. Just A Prank (T; 5k)

8. The Definition of Platonic (T; 5.7k)

9. Archery 101 (M; 13k; co-written with @you-remind-me-of-the-babe)

10. Raining Cats and Dogs (Without the Cats) - (T; 4.9k)

My my. This is all going to get rather rearranged.

My Top 10:

1. The Space In Between: Surprising absolutely no one, TSIB is still my number one favorite thing I’ve written, and it will always be terribly dear to me. I cannot overstate the impact it had on my writing and my...overall joy. I’ve made an edited and formatted version to put on my Kindle and I reread it more than I should.

2. Bite Me: Okay we can all agree on this one apparently. There are several fics I’m struggling to pick between for spots 2 through 4, but this one earns this place for the amount of fun I had writing it. And posting it. The enthusiasm it received was wonderful and it made me feel wonderful.

3. Brazen (M; 10.9k): My least popular fic! I love it so. I also understand that it’s not for everyone, and that’s valid. I have in fact had a couple moments myself of, “Wow I. I really did write that huh.” But listen, over the past few months I have consumed no less than four separate pieces of (fairly popular) fiction that have all equally inspired me to say, “Yeah that’s fucked up. Brazen really ain’t shit huh.” So. Anyway, it’s so much fun to write them being feral, an excellent pastime, can’t recommend it enough. That’s why I’m writing more of it.

4. The Smokescreen (T; 18k): Surprising absolutely everyone, myself most of all, I’m actually putting my third least popular fic in fourth place! The surprise there is that not so long ago, this was number one for my least favorite of my fics. Now, to be fair to the fic (and Selkie, who did the wonderful art and gave the prompt for CORB), my problem with it was very much me and the state of my brain when I was working on it. Point being that by the time I posted, I was so sick of writing it that I never wanted to read it again. But many months passed, and I thought, “Fine, I’ll give it a try,” and I actually didn’t hate it. In fact I liked it. In fact I’m a little proud of it. In fact I think of it semi-regularly in a fond way. (It also gets bonus points for the tag “Antagonistic Flirting,” because that is Baz at his best.)

5. A Restless Mind: This one still makes me feel soft and warm because it’s soft and warm and also the first fic I ever wrote. I have a very vivid memory of pulling my laptop out one night, opening a blank document, typing “I,” and then saying “nope, nope, can’t do it” and closing everything. Several months after that, I was still thinking about it and decided I could do it if I went with third person. And I did. And now my Ao3 word count is 280,836. Whoops.

6. For The Turtles: This one makes me soft and fuzzy in a similar but slightly different way, because it’s silly and fun and it was the first fic I ever posted. Which also means it’s the first time I ever experienced the straight shot of endorphins that comes with reading a beta’s comments of laughter and positivity in a document I was super nervous about sharing. So thank you again, Jess.

7. Caprine Attire: Again with the nostalgic and happy elements of the two fics above this. This is a sequel to For The Turtles that was never meant to exist, but it insisted on existing before I even decided to post FTF. I had a lot of fun with it, it still makes me laugh, and I remember very clearly the moment I wrote “Simon (1:12 pm): is it tyrannus basilton grimm pitch the fifth? or tyrannus the fifth basilton grimm pitch?? tyrannus five: the empire strikes backilton grimm pitch???”, cackling, and then saying, “Oh fuck, I have to post the first one now.”

8: Just A Prank: Another I had good fun with. I wrote it in a night, so it’s bite-sized and full of pranks and uni boys being stupid and also kissing. Just a good time.

9. The Definition of Platonic: Sweet, fluff, domesticity, friends-to-lovers, it’s cozy and feel-good. I depleted my stores of cutesy romantic feelings for this, but they’re refilled now, so all is well and I can reread it without huffing.

10. Raining Cats and Dogs (Without the Cats): Again, I just had a lot of fun writing this, and it’s nice and sweet and carries a lot of fond memories for me of my dog and rain and all that good stuff. Also I will always stan liar!Simon.

Please note that the exclusion of co-written fics is not a reflection of my affection for them, but is rather, of course, for the fact that I didn’t write them alone <3

I’m pretty sure literally everyone has done this by now, but I don’t know who for sure so I’m tossing out some tags for @artsyunderstudy @martsonmars @bookish-bogwitch @urban-sith anyway and seeing what bites.

[blowjob-horseguy]

I think if I had a friend who I had to bring back from the brink of death, fill his lungs with my own air bc he couldn't breath on his own, and he said "I'm not gonna die in the next 10 minutes" like it was obvious I would slap him. I would slap him very very hard in the face. Steve Harrington is stronger than me